ログインThe car hummed back to life, pulling away from the gas station. I shifted on Daddy’s lap, trying to find a position that didn’t feel like I was split open on his thick cock but there wasn’t one. Every tiny movement dragged him against my sensitive walls, reminding me he was still buried deep, pulsing, owning me completely.A soft whimper slipped out as his strong hands settled on my hips under the blanket. He lifted me slowly, just an inch and then guided me back down while thrusting up at the same time. The angle hit so perfectly I clenched hard around him, fluttering helplessly.Another whimper escaped.Then, all of a sudden, Mom reached forward and turned the music off.Silence flooded the car. My heart stopped. Eyes widened in horror and panic. Now every wet slide, every breath, every tiny moan would be audible.Daddy didn’t care. He kept thrusting. His movement was slow, deep, deliberate strokes that stretched me wide and made my toes curl. I slapped a hand onto his thigh, nails
I gulped hard, my heart still racing from the orgasm that had left me limp and dripping on Daddy’s lap. Mom sighed dramatically up front. “The tank was full when we left. Now the fuel’s already low. Figures.”Relief flooded me so fast I almost moaned again. Thank God. We weren’t caught. Just a stupid empty tank.“Well, we’ll pull into the next gas station,” Mom continued. “Do you guys need anything? Lila? Alex?”I was still trying to catch my breath, Daddy’s finger idly tracing my slick folds under the blanket like he owned them which, at this point, he absolutely did.“Y-yeah,” I managed, voice shaky. “Just… ice cream.”“Nothing for me,” Daddy said smoothly. “I’m good.”Mom nodded. “Okay, I’ll make a quick run inside.”The second her door slammed shut and she disappeared toward the brightly lit convenience store, Daddy’s hand cracked down on my bare ass under the blanket.I yelped.“Such a greedy little whore for Daddy, aren’t you?” he growled against my ear, voice thick with lust. “C
Daddy’s smirk pressed hot against my ear, and then I felt it. His fingers hooking into the thin waistband of my panties from behind, tugging them down slowly, deliberately. My heart slammed against my ribs. I lifted my hips just enough, barely an inch so he could drag the soaked lace down my thighs. The fabric peeled away from my dripping folds with a soft, wet sound that mercifully disappeared under the thump of the music. He let the panties drop to the floorboard at his feet.I was completely bare under the blanket now, thighs slick with my own arousal, pussy throbbing and exposed to the cool air for only a second before his big hand slid back between my legs.I shifted the blanket higher, clutching the edge with white-knuckled fingers to hide exactly where his hand had disappeared. Mom was still singing along, tapping the steering wheel, completely oblivious.His palm cupped my naked pussy, warm and possessive. That’s when the embarrassment hit me like a wave. I hadn’t shaved in w
Daddy’s fingers kept rubbing me through the drenched lace, agonizingly slow circles that dragged over my clit again and again without ever giving me the pressure I desperately needed. Every stroke felt like torture. So delicious, unbearable torture. My thighs trembled harder, spreading wider on their own until my legs dangled over each side of his, completely open for him under the blanket.I felt like a needy bitch but I wanted him. I craved him. “Lean back if you want, Lila,” Daddy’s deep voice rumbled behind me, calm and casual. “You can’t sit straight up for hours like that.”“He’s right, honey,” Mom chimed in from the driver’s seat, eyes on the road. “You’ll get cramped. Relax and we’ll be there soon.”I nodded weakly. My breath was already ragged, and I let myself sink back. My spine met the solid wall of his chest. My head fell against his shoulder. His hot breath ghosted over the sensitive skin of my neck, raising goosebumps everywhere.The second I settled, he pressed his f
I finally climbed into the passenger side, heart hammering so loud I was sure Mom could hear it over the engine. Daddy had already settled into the seat, legs spread just enough to make room, his dark eyes tracking every awkward move I made.The door thudded shut behind me. Mom shifted into drive and pulled out of the parking lot, humming along to whatever pop playlist she’d queued up. And there I was, lowering myself onto my stepdad’s lap like it was the most normal thing in the world.The second my weight settled, heat exploded across my cheeks. I was living one of my dirtiest late night fantasies. All perched right on Alex Reed, my daddy, the man I’d touched myself thinking about for longer than I cared to admit. His hard thighs under mine, the faint scent of his cologne wrapping around me, the way his broad chest rose and fell against my back.I swallowed hard and shifted, trying to get comfortable for what Mom had warned would be a three hour drive. My short skirt rode up instan
“Pack everything, Lila.”Mom’s voice carried that familiar bossy edge as she stood in the middle of my dorm room. Her hands were on her hips, surveying my half open drawers like a general inspecting troops.I sighed and rolled my eyes so hard I felt it in my temples. “Mom, why do I have to pack everything for a two-day trip?”I was twenty, had tasted actual freedom for two whole years in this dorm, and now, on the very first day of summer break- she and my stepdad had shown up unannounced to drag me on some “family bonding” getaway. I’d had plans. A beach house with my girls, bikinis, late night bonfires, zero parental supervision. Instead, I was being kidnapped for quality time.Mom ignored my protest and kept folding a sundress I hadn’t even picked out. I glanced toward the couch where Alex, my stepdaddy sat. His one ankle crossed over his knee, arms stretched along the backrest like he owned the place. Which, technically, he kind of did. He paid for half this dorm anyway.Our eyes
Dante’s PovGone.Three days.Three fucking days since Aurelia vanished like smoke, and every second felt like a blade twisting deeper into my chest. I still couldn’t believe it. She’d disappeared- she had walked out of our penthouse, out of my life, taking my soul with her. I’d burned every conta
Aurelia’s PovThe penthouse door clicked shut behind me with a soft, final sound that echoed like the closing of a tomb.I stood motionless in the grand foyer, the city lights of New York glittering coldly through the floor-to-ceiling windows. My legs felt like they belonged to someone else. The bag
Aurelia’s PovI collapsed onto the silk sheets of our massive bed, my body sinking like a stone into the cool fabric. Every muscle ached with a bone-deep exhaustion that no amount of sleep seemed to fix. My head spun, and a fresh wave of nausea rolled through me, forcing me to squeeze my eyes shut a
Aurelia’s PovThe penthouse door clicked shut behind me like the final nail in a coffin I had built myself.My heels echoed across the marble floor as I stepped inside, the sound hollow and far too loud in the empty space that had never really felt like home. My bag slipped from my fingers and lande







